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I’m not sure when we began to be together
I mean, neither asked the other
it just sort of … happened
            like when you look out
in the evening and it’s morning, thinking:
Where did the night go?
I’m glad for it.  It’s better.
Two lifelines running together
merging, spilling, seamless
two trees growing
twined and intertwined.
What will our leaves look like
when they begin to unfold?

◄ When the Wind Sighs - Video Recital

Denouement ►


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Lynn Dye

Mon 10th May 2010 17:56

This has a really nice flow.

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Mon 10th May 2010 14:52

Yes - I like this one too. It is fresh and understated. I like the comtemplative nature of it.

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Chris Dawson

Mon 10th May 2010 07:56


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